6jan 2021
Witnessed cosmic humor in the whispered asides of the sky, teasing the constantly grinning moon.. the grumbling motorboats forced awake, rippling whirlpools of lights into the sea.. wonder who is keeping time for these parrots in their gleefully joyous flight-parade, magnetically uplifting every soul onto their wings.. how easily providence accommodates every being into its embrace, unprotesting of numbers, space, food, or care. The sky is adorned in sheer rosy pink, holding out a white gown, passing indecisive looks at the grinning moon.. every Being dances to the rhythm in creation.. a divine floor.. divine music.. and impromptu fresh lyrics..
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